Lyrics

This ain't Hollywood, young boy When them guns go bang, they go bang for real (yeah) This ain't Hollywood, young boy And this ain't no game, this is how we really live (tell 'em) This ain't Hollywood, young boy You tell a lot of lies, man, we tell it like it is (yeah) This ain't Hollywood, young boy So, it ain't no surprise, we as real as it gets, come on Little house on the prairie, got a cabin in the woods Had a double barrel shotgun, like boys in the hood I wish a motherfucker would (yeah) And one day they gon' test it We gon' ride up on that ass like Smokey and the bandit Slap 'em up like Wyatt Earp, open fisted, back handed You gon' stand there and bleed or you gon' do something, damnit Who the hell you think you speakin' to? You high as hell and tweakin' too Been wide awake for a week or two Lookin' like old Beetlejuice Where them big guns y'all talk about? Ho, damn, you ain't talkin' now? What, this is the fight club? I'm talkin' shit you can't talk about? You fake as hell tryna make a sale Us heavyweights might break the scale We keep it real, just be yourself You sissy boys might break a nail No show and tell, we show and prove We makin' moves 'cause we the truth We hater-proof, don't cut us loose Somebody tell 'em we got the juice We history in the making, I know you boys hate it Better sit your ass down, we the outlaw nation, come on This ain't Hollywood, young boy When them guns go bang, they go bang for real (yeah) This ain't Hollywood, young boy And this ain't no game, this is how we really live (tell 'em) This ain't Hollywood, young boy You tell a lot of lies, man, we tell it like it is (yeah) This ain't Hollywood, young boy So, it ain't no surprise, we as real as it gets, come on Ridin' through these towns, gears a-blazin' (yeah) Came to shut it down, we ain't playin' (yeah) What you talkin' 'bout? What you sayin'? Better say it loud, we that outlaw nation Pedal to the floor like we racin' (yeah) Just a little more what I'm chasin' (yeah) Kick down the door, we done came in Better say it loud, we that outlaw nation Tennessee, Alabama to them West Virginia hills Got my foot on the gas, one hand on the wheel We ain't ever lookin' back, we ain't lookin' for no deals Put our name on the map, we ain't got no time to kill We don't talk about nothin' if we ain't ever did it We don't run our damn mouth if we ain't ever lived it People always told me that the sky is the limit But nothing comes easy so you better go and get it, come on This ain't Hollywood, young boy When them guns go bang, they go bang for real (yeah) This ain't Hollywood, young boy And this ain't no game, this is how we really live (tell 'em) This ain't Hollywood, young boy You tell a lot of lies, man, we tell it like it is (yeah) This ain't Hollywood, young boy So, it ain't no surprise we as real as it gets, come on This ain't Hollywood, young boy When them guns go bang, they go bang for real (yeah) This ain't Hollywood, young boy And this ain't no game, this is how we really live (tell 'em) This ain't Hollywood, young boy You tell a lot of lies, man, we tell it like it is (yeah) This ain't Hollywood, young boy So, it ain't no surprise, we as real as it gets, come on
Writer(s): Tuomo Korander, Tommi Vatanen, Joe Sapp Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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